Getting Settled

Ellenore stared at the roof in a kind of daze, waking up and lying in a bed that wasn’t hers. The events of last night rolled into her head, her decision to move back in with Markus looking like a sort of rash decision to stop feeling so alone. In a way, it had been bothering her for so long, the inability to find someone like Markus that she trusted. Dating just never worked out because there always was that idea that the people she dated were just out for her money. She’d searched for the right guy, or girl, but so far…nothing paid off at all.

It had been coming for a while she reckoned, ever since Markus told her his secret and gave her a suit that fixed her scars. From there she tangentially was made aware of the…sexual insanity that Markus and his two wives got up to. And the third…who wasn’t so much a wife as she was a… live-in employee with benefits? 

From there she broke and used Markus and his harem as a sex hotline where she could order any man or woman and they’d show up to bang her thirty minutes later. And after that, it was over and she’d be alone again. Her family was friendly but not that close overall and her time at work did not really lend itself to actually making friends….or lovers.

And then there was her position as the oldest heir to the Greengrass fortune which led her to distrust others for being gold diggers. But with Markus…there was familiarity, and leverage. She knew his deepest secrets…and thus she could actually trust him and let her guard down.

She would rather move in with a fetishist harem that belonged to her ex than to spend another night alone. Any doubts about it quickly faded when the thought of spending the day working and then being alone emerged in her mind. Fuck that, she’d take the crazy any day over that. 

Last night she had been in the middle of a 4 women, 1 guy orgy…and the guy was a woman in a guy suit. She’d basically ended up drowning in bodies with the four of them doing their best to pleasure her all at the same time, and it was…quite great, really. Really great in fact, so warm, and soft and all of them were well versed in sex.

She rolled over onto her right , sliding a bit deeper under the sheets when she noticed that the large bed she was in wasn’t empty like she’d assumed. Lying there in the bed was a   naked white woman…from the neck down. On the body of the bimbo cheerleader with big tits was a cute looking latina woman with long brown hair. Next to her lay the crumpled face of the cheerleader with thick lips and long blonde hair. Her body had quite a few tattoos and last night Olivia seemed to really cherish playing a braindead kind of woman while she herself was quite intelligent overall. She was on her phone but put it aside. 

Olivia glanced at her, doing a half hearted impersonation of her airheaded voice from the night before. “Oh haiii girl, good morning, didya sleep well?” 

“Eh…yeah. Just…been thinking.” 

“Right. Yeah, it’s definitely…something that’s not easy to just decide on.” 

Ellenore glanced at her massive, perfect, soft tits for a moment and Olivia giggled, causing them to shake. 

“Really, gal, you just woke up and you’re ready for some more?” 

“Well, no.”  Ellenore shook her head. “ They just are very…good.”  

“Oh you mean these?”  She groped them for a moment and then crawled over to Ellenore, letting them hang over her head. “My big bimbo tits? Yeah, go ahead, have fun with ‘em, that’s what they’re for.” 

Ellenore glanced at the breasts and couldn’t help but grope them sensually, rubbing and feeling just how warm and soft they were, much better than real ones in a special way that she couldn’t put her finger on…but she could with both hands. Olivia let out a bit of a moan as Ellenorem assaged and played with both of her breasts. She stopped and pulled her hands back.

“Actually, I need to talk to you about something, and this doesn’t help me focus.” 

“Ah.” Olivia nodded as she rolled to her side and slipped under the sheets, covering up her F cup cleavage for the moment “I think I can guess what this is about.”

“Well, I wanted to know…why do all of you do this? I guess I never asked because…it’s all crazy but there has to be more to it then just sex right?”

“Oh. I guess you haven’t had this conversation before then? I have to admit, I assumed you just knew…well, okay, see when I was just myself, I was kind of a nobody. Didn’t make too many friends, just focussed on homework and watching TV and playing some RPG’s, really. I was just…Olivia Guerrera, nerd girl nobody from nowhere and that was fine for me. But then, then when I stumbled into Markus and Andrea due to pure luck and this whole new world opened up for me. 

I could be anyone. Anything, a guy, a dog, a horse, a whore, a bimbo, everything! I could go where I wanted to, be what I wanted to be, and could fuck whatever without any real limitations. It’s incredible, it’s amazing, it’s…so good. And we keep coming up with new ideas to try but really, there are barely any limits. I can get away from myself, totally become someone else like…this kind of slut that I would have resented as a younger woman. Now I can just..pick up her face and…” 

Olivia reached to the right with her long, neon coloured nailed hand and lifted up the mask of the bimbo. In a flexible, experienced movement she flipped it over her head, letting it slide down with both hands inside it as her face deformed and shifted into that of the cheerleader she had decided to name Stacey in a straight up stereotypical fashion. 

She smacked her botox infused fat lips that were painted a shade of bright pink and smiled at Ellenore. “You get to do whatever, anything and everything you want and no one is ever the wiser. You get to be on the inside, seeing it all, being it all, and what more could you possibly want? Oh, and that doesn’t even include the sex either.” Olivia winked at Ellenore.

“But to me…it’s also just an outlet. I think that if you’re willing to try it you’ll enjoy it in the same way Markus does.” 

Ellenore raised an eyebrow, quite clearly intrigued by that last statement. “ And how is that?” 

“Release. He’s working an intense job, is under tight expectations by his father and family and he works long hours. And when he gets home he never quite knows whats waiting for him or what he’ll end up in…or as. He switches into a twink and has a lover plough him on a livestream or go out with Jeanne as boyfriend and girlfriend, or we just do a classical orgy or…thing is, no one judges him, or lectures him or tells him what to do, and he can just unleash all that energy repressed in him in a way that he enjoys so much. And all the while, no one knows anything about what he does, he is completely free to do pretty much everything and anything…forever. And isn’t that what you’re doing already, in a way? Getting a variety of different men and women to show up and have sex with you free of consequences… I even remember you not objecting to that one time that Andrew showed up wielding a big black horsecock instead of a regular one…unless he told that story wrong.” 

There was an awkward moment that revealed the truth to Oliva who nodded. “Again, don’t feel ashamed or any such thing, just relax and take your first steps into real freedom, freedom like you’ve never experienced it.”

“The way you explain it does make all this…crazy seem quite interesting.” 

“And it is. You’ve just got to find out what you enjoy and let go of all your worries.” 

“That would be nice…” Ellenore’s stomach rumbled. “ Does Markus still spend every morning making bacon and eggs?” 

“Oh yeah, it wouldn’t be a morning without it. Come on, I’m sure they’re waiting on us. Oh and…if you want to walk around naked, go for it. If you wanna get dressed, go for it. Feel free to do as you’d like.”  Stacy got up, and walked to the door, her false silicon filled ass swaying with every step.

“Are you coming girl?” 

Ellenore glanced at her naked body for a moment before deciding to get out from under the sheets and head downstairs…right after putting on a bra and underwear.

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The smell of bacon quickly led the two women downstairs, one of them clearly distracted by the other who was definitely doing her best to distract her with sensual shifts of her naked body.  As they arrived at the kitchen there were not three people waiting for them, but four.

Not only was there Eddy the goth twink (Andrea), and a heavily pregnant, curvaceous middle aged woman (Jeanne) and an Asian supermodel (Markus) but there was also a pale, thin goth woman with red highlights in her shoulder length black hair that Ellenore didn’t recognize. From a second glance it also was apparent that from her crotch bulge she was also packing some serious heat underneath her darkened outfit. 

Setsuna turned to Ellenore and smiled. “Good morning Ellenore, we were just talking about you. Sorry to ruin your morning, but we need to talk business first.” 

Ellenore straightened somewhat out of habit as she sat down at the kitchen table. “What business, exactly?” 

“First, I need to know if last night was just a momentary thing, or if you are committed to moving back into my mansion and becoming part of my…harem. I guess that’s the appropriate term. Or do you prefer to just keep things as they were with us being available when you need us?” 

“I am staying. I don’t ever want to be alone again, so I will stay. Whatever the consequences are publicly I don’t care, I just don’t. My family’s so disconnected from me anyhow, so why should I care what they have to say in the first place? Oh and the tabloids will screech and make up garbage like they always do, well I don’t care.” 

“Right. I still think this isn’t the right thing for you…but I respect your choice. Don’t you need to be back at work on Monday, though?”

“Yeah, so?”

“Well, I think it’s important for you to know that if you’re going to stay here, you’re going to actually have to participate in what we do, and not stay on the sidelines like you have. Things may not work out in the end, and I think you should take some time off. That’s where Allison and Jack here can help.”  Setsuna motioned at the gothic woman who nodded back. 

“…Jack?” 

“Jack has decided to live as her genitalia, because that’s what makes both of them happy so I won’t get in the way of that.” 

“…that’s absurd.” Ellenore stated.

“Nah, it’s actually really fun, you just gotta get into it…”  Eddie butted in with an ever horny smile

“The point is, the two of them will replace you for the time being, until we call them back. Using a hypnosis mask, and with Jack as backup in case of emergency they will form a perfect copy of you, with all your memories and so on that won’t even know she’s fake. They’ve been running tests on long term hypnosis and it can end up leading to complications past the first few days so turning it off and on and having someone within who can step back in at any time is needed.” 

“What, you’re going to replace me?” 

“If you want to stay here, you’ll be on probation. Allison and Jack will step in for you to give you the time you need to do and experience whatever you’d like, and if you decide to go back we can just call them back in. This keeps things simple for now.” 

“That’s absurd.” 

Setsuna nodded. “Absurd is my kind of business, I’ve gotten used to that. Now, do you accept a replacement, or do I have to ask you to leave?”

The response was quick, and determined. “I’ll take a vacation anytime, Markus.” 

“Allright, stay still for just a moment.” Markus reached behind him pulled out the skinsuit gun and in one motion shot her in the chest. Ellenore fell to the ground as an empty pile of skin and clothes. Not a single person in the room flinched, as Markus shot the pile again and immediately handed over the gun. About a minute later or so Ellenore got up, confused as to why she was on the ground. 

“Allright, you two know what you need to do, get to it.” Markus handed over the skinsuit gun to Allison who gave a nod and then left.  

“What was that?!?” Ellenore spoke up in frustration.

“That was the only way to scan you and get your memories and so on…sorry about that. Don’t worry too much about it, and from now on, you’re entirely free to do whatever you’d like…well, we’re going to have to get you used to new and different things, Ellenore. Starting with…”

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Ellenore Greengrass stepped into her apartment later that evening. It had been a strange day, she noted to herself, having gone to Markus to try and move in with him only to back out and go back home. She chalked it up to her loneliness overtaking her with some foolishness for a moment, but luckily that moment had passed. Moving back in with Markus, and his crazy harem, no, that would have been a huge, foolish mistake. An embarrassment, really. 

She put her car keys away and ordered herself some food and then sat down on her couch, settling in for an evening of cosy television. For some reason she found herself moving through her history, looking back to how she got here and what she seemed to remember, with her family and with markus…and the later revelations of his crazy, whacky sexy life with skinsuits. 

Something seemed to stir within her and she could feel herself get worked up. No, something was physically stirring as she lowered her pants and panties, beginning to finger herself all of a sudden. She didn’t know why, but she just suddenly needed to, she wanted to masturbate and…

A force moved from inside her outwards until suddenly a large, tan erection burst from within the billionaire heiress pushing outwards until it settled into place with balls and shaft hanging out of her crotch with her walls pushed to the side. Ellenore freaked out for only a short moment until a voice in her mind began to speak to her, to order her to masturbate. She complied, instantly knowing the truth. She was a hollow shell who lived only to serve her master, her cock, and she would obey his every word. Orders filled her mind with being the best version of herself in public and to be nothing but a depraved, horny slut in private where her body would be nothing more than a vessel, a servant for her cock. She ripped off her clothes in a frenzy and then got to work masturbating her master’s body with one hand. Ellenore got up, moaning and panting a bit as arousal rocked through her body with sexual thoughts and more orders from her masters filled her mind, and she instantly complied.

Walking over to her bedroom she pulled out a box under her bed that had all kinds of different dildos and she grabbed the biggest one she could fine, putting it on the floor and lowering herself all the way onto it. Her master’s form, the big tan dick, pulsed with sexual pleasure as her ass was split apart by the dildo, yet it easily reshaped itself around it in a very flexible way that seemed to make the experience ever more pleasurable.

“I’m Ellenore Greengrass, and I live to serve as your slut, master, I love it so much when you hollow me out and command me, master!” Her body was riddled with sweat as she jacked herself off and gyrated up and down the massive dildo. It was an absolute sexual frenzy, as sexual thoughts and orders from her master filled her mind. In one motion she lowered herself all the way to the base of the dildo, moving one hand around to push it all the way inside herself which her surprisingly flexible ass allowed the entire thing to fit. As her sphincter closed behind it, Ellenore masturbated her master even more, his dick leaking furious amounts as the moment of climax approached. One final demand arose in her mind, and instantly she knew what to do. She laid on her bed, on her back and then bent forward, her body flexible enough to wrap her own lips around her master’s cockhead which was followed by a passionate loving blowjob as her master’s smell and taste entered her mouth.

With a dildo in her ass, and a dick in her mouth , the two minded entity came, shooting load after load down Ellenore’s mouth until she pulled back trying to breathe. Her master made her tilt his body over so his splits of semen would hit her on the chest untill the moment of climax had passed. Ellenore lay back, breathing heavily and feeling ever so satisfied. 

Her master meanwhile seemed to be pleased as well, and satisfied for the moment as he pulled himself back inside her form, sliding back into her stomach and then disappearing. As the moment had passed, any knowledge of her master seemed to just leave her mind, and she was back to being Ellenore Greengrass who had just finished a passionate bit of masturbating. Quickly she got up to rush to the bathroom and clean herself off, pushing out the dildo a bit and pulling it out of her ass while she got under the shower. 

Taking her time to get a good shower in, Ellenore got dressed and got to cleaning up the mess in her bedroom, never questioning how it even got there in the first place. And so it would be until recalled. Ellenore would be Ellenore, and only in private would her master make an appearance, revealing himself from lurking within and driving her into a frenzy of masturbation. While one of them didn’t actively know it, both halves of the new Ellenore Greengrass were having the time of their life, and would stay like this until recalled by her real self.